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Charie D. La Marr, mayor ofPersiphoniaover 16 years agoNanette Simmons is a mother. Having an hour to take a bath and wash her hair alone is a great day for her. She has five kids. Twin 5 year olds, a three year old, an 18 month old toddler and a 6 month old baby. With the twins now in kindergarten, she is lucky if she manages to get the other three to nap at the same time so she can get a little bit of housecleaning done. With Daddy working late tonight, Nanette picked the twins up at school and went directly to the grocery store to do her weekly shopping. She was so exhausted that the idea of going home and cooking dinner was just too much for her. As much as she tries not to, occasionally she takes them out for fast food. Today was one of those days. At Mickey D’s she ordered three Happy Meals for the older kids and a cheeseburger and French fries with coffee for herself. She got the toddler into a high chair and gave her a couple fries to chew on while the others age. The infant slept peacefully in his baby chair. The peace and quiet lasted about fifteen minutes before the twins and the three year old started fighting. The baby was crying. Mortified that people were looking at them, she hurried them out to the car, buckled them all in and pulled out of the parking lot. She was about ten blocks away when she suddenly realized she’d left something in the restaurant. Lizzy, her 18 month old daughter. Now in tears and telling herself what a horrible mother she was, she turned the car around and headed back, Unbuckling all the kids and dragging them back in, she expected to find little Lizzy screaming frantically. Instead, the little girl was still sitting in the high chair, happily playing with a plastic spoon and chewing on a big long French fry while chattering away to an elderly woman who was sitting beside her. Nanette broke into tears, telling the woman how grateful she was that the woman sat with Lizzy until she returned. The woman smiled. She told Nanette that she once had 6 under the age of 7—back in the days when diapers were made of cloth and had to be washed. Her husband worked two jobs to support them and she spent most of her time alone with the family. They didn’t even have a car for her to get out of the house when her husband was working. She hated to admit it, but once she took the children to the park and returned home missing one. When she returned to the park, she found her son Ronald sitting with another mother and her two children sharing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She felt like she was the worst mother in the world. But, she added, Ronald was now 36 and a surgeon, so somehow he had managed to survive the ordeal. Her name is Emma Greenfield, and she told Nannette that she is now a widow. Her kids have all moved on and she doesn’t get to see them or her 12 grandchildren very often. Nanette told Emma that she has no family in Persiphonia either. As they talked, Nanette realized that Emma lived only a few blocks from her. So sitting there in the Mc Donald’s over coffee, they made a deal. If Emma would be interested, Nanette and the 6 little Simmons kids were up for adoption. Emma has now become their unofficial grandma. Lizzy was packed into the car along with the others and took a long nap and while Emma fed the baby and entertained the three others, Nanette took a long, long bubble bath. Being a mother is a really hard job sometimes. Trust me—it isn’t a for the faint of heart. But having a grandma around to help out can make all the difference in the world. One day Nanette will tell Lizzy about the day she got left in Mickey D’s and they will have a really good laugh about it. She’s planning on doing it on the day Lizzy graduates from Med School. Please remember to POP or Entertain us back often when you see us down. I am back up to 1000 connections, but have started dumping 2x weekly poppers. I ONLY accept cities who send a FRIEND REQUEST. Don’t ask here and don’t send me a message to my inbox. It can’t keep up with it as it is. ONLY friend requests will be considered in the order they arrive. I intend to give preference to people who have loyally popped Persiphonia though they were non-connections. We autopop every night at midnight or as close to midnight as we remember to. AND NOW FOR THE LATEST NEWS … Tales of Persiphonia is now online! I am in the process of adding all of the tales from way back in the beginning, along with my personal tips for playing the game and other cool Persiphonia stuff. You can find us at http://persiphonia.wordpress.com/ Drop by often. Leave comments. We love to hear from you! I am almost up to date adding the old ones to the blog. Sincerely yours, Persiphone Hellecat, Mayor, Empress, Queen and Exaulted Grand Poobah of Persiphonia, Land of the Free and Home of the Bipolar. (We have an excellent medical plan that includes prescriptions!) A PROUD NO NUKES CITY!!! We are now SOLAR!!! Let the sun shine in!
Charie D. La Marr, mayor ofPersiphoniaover 16 years agoSometimes this Mayor has to have the wisdom of Solomon in addition to all her regular attributes—great looks, a terrific sense of humor, fabulous red hair and an amazing collection of shoes. You just never know when some scandal is going to erupt, forcing you to make those tough decisions. Kevin Gallager seemed like a normal suburban husband. He lived in our suburb Lil Slice of Hell with his wife MaryKay and their two children Madison and Tyler. Kevin worked at a very large electronics company as a salesman. As a part of his job, every Sunday night he kissed his wife and kids good-bye, got into his company car and headed out on the road for a week of selling electronics parts. He returned the following Sunday afternoon in time to mow the lawn, with toys for the children and a little something in the order of sexy lingerie for MaryKay. To their neighbors, they were a perfectly normal family. MaryKay was vice president of the local PTA and Kevin was a part time Little League coach for Tyler’s team. They had a great house in a nice neighborhood and seemed to have it all. But the truth was Kevin’s job didn’t require any travelling at all. In fact, he travelled no farther than his apartment in downtown Persiphonia where his wife Karen and his son Craig would be anxiously waiting for him to return from his weekly business trip with toys for Craig, something sexy for Karen, the Sunday papers and a dozen bagels. They spent the rest of the afternoon in bed reading the papers and enjoying a lazy brunch. To the doorman and their neighbors in the building where they lived, they were a perfectly normal family and seemed to have it all. The problem was Kevin had too much. One family too much. It all came to a head when Karen drove out to Lil Slice of Hell to visit a friend while Kevin was away. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a fender bender car accident with Mary Kay. No one was hurt, but while they were waiting for the police they began to talk. They found it amusing that they both had husbands named Kevin Gallagher who both were travelling salesmen working for an electronics firm. Then, they shared family pictures and the bottom dropped out of Kevin’s world. Both pictures featured a smiling Kevin and his family. By the time the police arrived, a huge catfight had broken out and the police had to break it up. An officer was sent to Kevin’s office where he was taken into custody and brought before my court. This was a hard one for me. While we clearly don’t condone bigamy, there were certainly more people to consider than just Kevin the old horndog that he was. Putting him in jail would serve no purpose. Both of his families would suffer from the lack of income and insurance. And if I annulled the second marriage to Karen, she and her son would no longer be on his insurance policy and her child would be deprived of a father. There didn’t seem to be a simple answer. So I decided to leave Kevin in jail for a few days while I gave it some thought. Finally, I decided that while bigamy is illegal in Persiphonia as well as Lil Slice of Hell, I would let this one slide with a stiff penalty. Since Kevin decided to have two families, I ordered that Karen and her son move into the house with MaryKay and her children—bringing Kevin’s family together under one roof. This would allow him to spend more time with his children. It would also save him a lot of money on the apartment on Persiphonia. Both wives and all the children would be listed on both his medical and life insurance policies equally. This would also give Kevin more time to serve out his 2 thousand hours of community service—working as an electrician for Habitat for Humanity helping to build houses for the poor. Of course, managing two wives under one roof wasn’t going to be easy, but tough. Kevin made his bed, now it was time to lie in it. It has come to my attention that a better census taking would be more likely to catch this type of situation, and so I have begun the 2010 census a little early so that it could be conducted more carefully. I will be sending you a census taker to get your census underway as well. I have no doubt that there are other horndogs like Kevin out there. Let’s find them and bring them to justice. As today is the birthday of Oscar Hammerstein, the Persiphonia Players will be coming to your city to present their production of South Pacific. We hope you enjoy. I have been known to play the part of Bloody Mary on occasion. However, the census has me way too busy to make the trip. Please remember to POP or Entertain us back often when you see us down. I am back up to 1000 connections, but have started dumping 2x weekly poppers. I ONLY accept cities who send a FRIEND REQUEST. Don’t ask here and don’t send me a message to my inbox. It can’t keep up with it as it is. ONLY friend requests will be considered in the order they arrive. I intend to give preference to people who have loyally popped Persiphonia though they were non-connections. We autopop every night at midnight or as close to midnight as we remember to. AND NOW FOR THE LATEST NEWS … Tales of Persiphonia is now online! I am in the process of adding all of the tales from way back in the beginning, along with my personal tips for playing the game and other cool Persiphonia stuff. You can find us at http://persiphonia.wordpress.com/ Drop by often. Leave comments. We love to hear from you! I am almost up to date adding the old ones to the blog. Sincerely yours, Persiphone Hellecat, Mayor, Empress, Queen and Exaulted Grand Poobah of Persiphonia, Land of the Free and Home of the Bipolar. (We have an excellent medical plan that includes prescriptions!) A PROUD NO NUKES CITY!!! We are now SOLAR!!! Let the sun shine in! 2 Posts Available
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